As if the mountains he could move,
stopped in their tracks to listen.
Even they, were keen to the sound of his powerless screaming.
For in agony,
the man began to to run home
आप पढ़ रहे हैं
Thoughts Of Me, Sorry.
कविताJust everyday, unconventional, uplifting, relatable, sad writings. Take a journey through my head. **warning-may make you unconsciously slip into a corner alone, with sad music drowning you through your headphones**
